A man with Quasi-Emperor cultivation suddenly appeared. His long silver hair shone like the Milky Way and fell halfway down his back, more beautiful than the hair of some female cultivators. His face, too, was incomparably handsome, surpassing that of many women.
He had stepped out of the divine source of his own accord. His aura was extraordinarily youthful, without the slightest trace of decrepitude. Instead, he radiated youth and heroic vigor, and his ocean-like vitality proved that he could easily live another six or seven thousand years.
"So it's the Sun-Moon Divine General. This fellow should be one of the eight great divine generals who served the Immortal Emperor back then. I heard the Immortal Emperor used his own true blood to nurture many true spirits with the phoenix bloodline, each only a step away from becoming an emperor. Looking at him now, what a pity. He missed the best era. Can he still become an emperor? He's doomed."
At that moment, another old man, who had brought his little granddaughter with him, spoke. He was not the Woodcutter Old Man, but he was every bit as mysterious.
The old man seated cross-legged on the Dao platform was the mysterious Woodcutter Old Man.
"Insolence! This is no place for you to run wild!"
Just then, another divine general appeared without a sound. He was Divine General Kuntian, who served the Immortal Emperor.
"Hahaha! This old man refuses to believe that. Let me see how much of your former strength you surviving divine generals still have."
The yellow-toothed old man immediately transformed into a gust of yellow wind. He specialized in cultivating the Wind Dao and had created a terrifying yellow wind that could slip through every crack and travel anywhere, above the heavens or beneath the earth.
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